The Publicist

Hotel Fun

HOTEL FUN

JAZMINE P.O.V. -

We had all came from the show that night. Me, DJ, Can and Des were all in the room eating oreos and discussing the events of the concert. We all knew we had to get up in the morning to go to Stockholm, but none of us could fall asleep.

The guys (including the band) were upstairs in Aug's room having drinks and smoking. All of us absolutely hated weed smoke, so we opted to hang out in my room, until we got sleepy.

"I don't understand why I'm not sleepy. Like we all should be dog tired after this day we had." Desiree said reaching for another oreo.

"Well y'all know why I can't sleep." DJ said smacking.

"Oh yeah, you finally got to say hi to your boo." Candace cracked up.

"I should go find his sexy ass right now."

"You don't know his hotel room DJ." I shook my head.

"Bitch don't test me cause I will knock on every door and be like... umm excuse me is there a Trent?"

"And they gon Trent your ass out this hotel."

"Like Fantasia say, I'll lose to win."

"You are a fool." I laughed and laid back on the pillow.

My phone vibrated.

Aug: Y'all come up here.

Me: We don't want to be up there with that smoke.

Aug: We finished.

Me: The smell still up there Aug.

Aug: I'll open the window. Just come up here. Stop being anti-social.

"Aug wants us to come up there y'all. He said we being anti-social."

DJ looked at me and rolled his eyes.

"That's cause some of us want to breathe. Some of us got lungs we actually care about."

Me, Des and Can fell out on the bed cracking up.

"Shit! Some of us are trying to be throat cancer free. While them niggas up there smoking their lives away. No thank you."

"DJ, he said they finished."

"I don't give a damn and that shit stinks."

"It does." We all agreed.

I hated the smell of weed.

My phone vibrated again.

Aug: Where y'all at?

I sighed, "he is obviously going to keep bugging me until we come up there."

"Let's play a prank on them." Candace suggested randomly.

"Like what?" I was interested to know.

"I don't know what good pranks y'all know."

"Count me out. They not finna beat my ass." DJ opted out.

"We can knock on the door then run down the hall." Desiree gave a suggestion.

"And y'all don't think they gon hear all y'all feet like herd of cattle." DJ brought us back to reality.

"We could call they hotel phone and act like other people?" I added.

"Aug don't pick up hotel phones." Desiree told me.

"Oh yeah, safety reasons." I thought about it.